A poem by JESSICA YOUNG.
hiding between your shoulder and left cheek,
only the lonely neon lights
now peer at our embrace
as our bodies become one
on these soulless streets.
do you remember that time
when affection was displayed sideways
under a single shared sheet?
now we pretend like little children
in red and yellow play pens,
that this coat is no coat
but a blanket under which we may sleep
and your collar no collar
but a pillow upon which we may dream
of a time when our love lived everywhere
everywhere other than in the silence of these streets.
Featured image courtesy of Jessica Young.
